They had followed the real cops there, wanting to know more about what went on. But thanks to them, walking in at the wrong time, the whole stakeout had been demolished. The cops of Los Angeles, California had come to stop a drug sting, and would have succeeded, but when the two seventeen year old boys walked in, the whole thing collapsed.
"We are so dead." Carl cried out. There were shouts, and guns going off everywhere. Suddenly, sirens could be heard in the distance. "Back up! They called for back up!" They heard a man shout. Soon the gun shots faded and they heard the pattering of feet. "What did we do?"
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"Stop right now, you mother fucker!" Angel Lin shouted, pointing the gun to the guys back. But he didn't stop, and continued running. Groaning, she ran after him, kicking her legs as fast as they could go. "I said stop!" She screamed out, seeing her only chance of catching him, she raised the gun, shooting a direct shot into his leg. He flailed, falling to the ground. She ran up to him. "Got you, you mother fucker." She sat on his legs. He shouted in pain.
"Ow! My leg you stupid bitch!" He cried out. "Fuck you. Now, you have the right to remain silent..." She read him his rights while roughly cuffing him. "We've been looking for you, for eight months. Now we have you. The gang leader of the skinheads." Angel told him. About a dozen police cars filled the alley. Doors slammed, and people ran out.
The other policeman took him off her hands. The chief of police hopped out of his car, running to her, his chubbiness shaking, with a lit cigar in his mouth. "Lin! Another job well done! I am so proud of you! You never cease to amaze me, we've been looking for this guy forever!" Ron said, congratulating her, pulling his hat off, and running his hand through his sweaty, red hair.
Angel smiled triumphitly, and her smile grew into a huge grin as her partner "Neils" walked up to her. "Ok baby. Pay up. 100 dollars." Angel said, grinning widley. Neils rolled his eyes stuffing the 100 in her hand. They had made a bet that whether or not Angel would catch the leader or not successfully. He had lost.
"Well congrats anyway. Your the first LA cop to even come close to that guy, much less catch him too. I'd just like to see the look on the citizens faces when they hear California's biggest criminal was caught by a woman." Neils said with a grin. "Hey, women will rule the earth one day. We're deadly bad asses when we want to be." Angel told him. "Yeah well.." Neils started, walking over to the warehouse. "Hey Ang! I just heard Ron telling some reporters your the best cop in the force, and telling some deputies, you are also the best undercover cop. You really are getting credit girl, I might have to see what kind of coffee your drinking." A fellow woman cop said. "Well, I'll tell you my secret now." Angel said.
"And what's that?" She wondered. "Sugar. Lots of it. Can't stand the taste of coffee." Angel revealed all. "Damn, I wish I had your will power. Plus, I don't think a 36 year old like me is allowed to eat sugar." "Well thats why I have an advantage, I'm only 22." Angel said. "Yea well enjoy it now sister, because it will fly by." She told Angel, patting her on the back, and walking away. Wow who would have thought I'd have so many praises? Angel thought. But her smile quickly faded when she saw Pug and Carlton looking sheepish while Ron and Neils chewed them out. She couldn't believe they had been stupid enough to follow them.
Well Lin, you were the stupid one for telling them. Angel told herself. You must never underestimate the power of a teenage boys sense of adventure. She took a deep breath and made her way over to the four. She could hear Ron's scolding as she approached. "If you ever do something like this again you will no longer be a trainee of the LA police headquarters, but I will also make sure you never get a job in the police force, EVER, throughout the state of California. Do you understand?" "Yes chief. We're incredibly sorry." Pug answered meekly. "Oh come on Ron. Go a little easy on them, weren't you ever a dumb teenager?" Angel said, hands in her jean pockets.
All four looked up at her. She watched Neil's brow arch. He really is good looking. Angel thought, with his brown hair which he slicked back, but was usually ruffy, and his strong, chisled jaw line, beautiful mysterious green eyes, and the most muscular body she'd ever seen. He was adored by lots of women on the force. None of them had him. Him and Angel had come close a couple times, but there had always been an interupption, which they took as a sign. For some reason, they couldn't ignore the physical attraction they had between themselves.
"Ya, I was a dumb teen, but not THIS dumb." Ron replied gruffly. "Oh come on Ron. We still caught him, fair and square, and where it hurts the most." Angel said, bragging, wrapping an arm around Ron's shoulder. She could almost giggle, the picture was probably incredibly goofy. With Ron only 5'3, and Angel being 5"9. Ron was at the age of forty-four, a divorced LA man. Lived in a good quality apartment, although alone with only his little terrier, George to keep him company.
Some people pityed him while others admired him for his will power, and strength to hold on that long without cracking. Ron went from a shitty life, to a peaceful one in a matter of years. Many people knew his past and were amazed and impressed. "Well I guess your right. Hey, why don't we all go for a beer and celebrate. My treat." Ron offered. "Yea!" Pug and Carlton shouted. Neils smirked. "In your dreams kids." "Your underage, hahahahahaha!" Ron teased. Upset and worn, Pug and Carlton leaned against the warehouse walls. With a grin, Angel looked back at them. "Sorry you guys..." At her fake sympathy Carl and Pug smiled, and gave her the finger.